A "night of passion" for Himiko and Tenko

As Himiko and Tenko finished their trek from the dojo to the Love Suite, Himiko felt like she was more ready for a nap than a steamy night of passion. “Nyeeeh… W-why do they have to put the two buildings… so far away…?”

Tenko looked at her curiously, then yelped in shock. “Ah, aaah! If I’d realized you were so tired, I would have offered you a piggyback ride! H-how thoughtless of me… I didn’t even notice!”

At first, Himiko was going to agree; then, she remembered Tenko had seemed lost in her own fantasies for the whole trip. Thinking about that made Himiko flush and evade the martial artist’s eyes. She put one finger to her pouty lip in consideration. “She really does want me, huh…? I mean, that makes things work out great for me, but… It also makes this a little weird, nyeh…” Her conscience had no chance against the secret magic of the key, of course, so she simply withdrew it from her coat pocket, carefully untangling it from the trick flags that had gotten wrapped around it, and inserted it in the lock.

“… Himiko, now that I think of it… Where’d you get that key, anyway?”

“Magic, nyeh,” Himiko muttered, unconcerned with coming up with a better excuse as she stepped into the evocatively pink-colored and toy-lined Love Suite. “From this point on, everything that happens… If you wanna know the reason ‘why,’ the answer is always gonna be ‘magic,’ okay?! So no more questions… Now, because of magic… g-get on the bed.” Himiko ordered her friend, feeling her knees knocking in spite of herself.

Tenko looked between Himiko and the bed… then, she did as she was told, moving to the edge of the room’s centerpiece and carefully scooting her blue-skirted butt onto the plush bedspread. Her face was an undefinable mixture of excitement and terror, shyness and eagerness, and her big eyes swam when she looked at Himiko.

The mage took another deep, mana-drawing breath, then reached up to her head and grabbed her floppy hat in both hands. “Okay, first… for the magic to work, I’ve gotta, uh…’b-bring you to the heights of pleasure.’ B-but, uh… that’s not something I know anything about, so… I’m just gonna do my best, nyeh…”

Tenko nodded her head dumbly, barely able to speak. “This is like a dream… Somebody, pinch me…!”

Frowning, Himiko considered what else she should do. She stepped over to the edge of the bed, sat on the edge, then began untying the ribbons to loosen her oversized, curled-toe boots. She watched Tenko squirm in her position next to her, practically able to hear the martial artist’s heart roaring in her chest. “Tenko… Calm down. My magic is for bringing people smiles, right? I’m sure, that, somehow, through magic… I’ll be able to make you smile tonight, nyeh.”

The other girl only got more excited, thrashing around in place. “Huaaah! It can’t be! The Lady Himiko is… t-talking dirty to someone like me…!”

“Uh, I didn’t mean for that to be ‘dirty talk…’” Himiko pulled off her boots and began unbuttoning her blazer, shrugging out of it to reveal the sweatervest and blouse beneath.

“… Now Himiko is… undressing next to me! This is too much! What should I do? Shall I undress as well?! Oh Himiko… Oh Master…!”

“Don’t bring your Neo-Aikido master into it, nyeh!” Himiko demanded, pulling her sweatervest off with clumsy effort and tossing it aside. Now, she was left in her grey blouse, her red skirt, and dark tights. “You don’t need to undress, either. I mean… cuz, if I want you undressed, I’ll do it myself…” Himiko began to crawl across the bed towards Tenko with an expression more of determination than arousal.

Tenko slinked backwards across the bed, ultimately resting in the perfect position with her dark hair splayed on the pillows around her and her hands in front of her eyes. “Is a person like me… to receive more pleasure than this?! Himiko, I don’t think I can stand anymore! I apologize for my weakness!”

“I haven’t even started yet, dummy!” Himiko complained, pulling herself up and over Tenko’s body. She held herself there for just a moment, red-faced, before collapsing onto Tenko’s chest. For a moment, the two simply lay there, Himiko’s face buried in the ribbon of Tenko’s uniform, Tenko breathing heavily and occasionally flailing her arms as if uncertain where to put them.

Finally, Himiko spoke up again, annoyed. "You still aren't at the heights of pleasure, even with a cute girl like me on top of you? It can't be helped, then... I'll show you some real magic! You're heart's gonna skip a beat."

"W-w-what are you going to do to me?! I can hardly imagine... n-no, I literally can't imagine at all!"

"Stop shouting, nyeh. Calm down... I'll... give you lots of kisses, so calm down, okay...? Nyeh..." Feeling her face burning beet red, and hearing Tenko's heart hammering in her chest right next to her ear, Himiko slowly brought her head to the first exposed bit of Tenko she could find. The martial artist's unconventional uniform left her stomach exposed: Himiko brought her pouty lips down onto the bare flesh next to Tenko's belly button and gave it a soft but noisy kiss. She continued this way for a few moments before raising her head again, glancing up at Tenko's unbelieving eyes. "Tenko... your body tastes kinda... salty, nyeh. I mean, really, really salty and sweaty..."

"I'm... so sorry..." was all Tenko could manage through her ragged breaths.

"... I'm not complaining... Just commenting." Himiko pulled herself up Tenko's body so they were face to face, the small magician straddling her larger friend and leaning down over her. "Now, I'm gonna unleash my final attack... This is gonna use up all my mana, so you have to reach the height with this. Otherwise, I'm gonna need to charge more, nyeh. If I've gotta do more than this... it'll be a pain..." Shutting her heavy-lidded eyes, the mage put her hands to either side of Tenko's head, pursed her lips, then began closing in for her friend's lips.

Tenko didn't say anything, watching in wide-eyed disbelief until, at the last minute, screwing her eyes shut and preparing herself for a moment she'd long-fantasized about...

Finally, as the two friends locked in a tentative and exploratory kiss, Himiko went about pushing her inexperienced mouth against Tenko's trembling lips. Quickly, Himiko's fingers crept along the bed and found Tenko's, curling her soft and weak grip into Tenko's own weakened and clammy match. In something of autopilot, Himiko cracked one eye open to see Tenko in a similar, feverishly flushed state, her eyes still shut fast as if to prevent waking up from a dream.

"Maybe... this was the magic? Maybe I had it wrong, and Tenko was... my 'ideal sexual partner' all along, and she won't need to change? It's hard to believe, but... seeing her like this, it's not bad, I guess... It's like a whole new way to use magic to make someone smile, hehe... Jeez, making love is a lot of work... But I'm better at it than I expected..."

Just as Himiko had started to think that...